Yandonglou's home is located in the back mountain of the village, with four large tiled houses and a small courtyard. It looks 80% new from a distance.
Yan Donglou said to Xiao Fan: "Mr. Xiao, this house was built by Brother Deng for our family."
Deng Tongtian waved his hand and said, "Donglou, don't talk about this, what kind of friendship was my brother and I back then? He even saved my life..."
Xin Lin asked, "What does Mr. Yan's brother do?"
"Those who collect herbs also like fishing. Donglou is still the one who comes with his brother. It is said that the master leads the door to practice alone, Donglou is now the King of Fishing in Qingnan."
Yan Donglou quickly shook his hand and said, "Brother Deng, the King of Diao is not afraid to be the one. Mr. Xiang from Wuji Village has much more experience than me."
Judging from what this said, I am not very optimistic about Xiang Lao.
"Hi, how long has it been since Old Man Xiang showed up? It was awesome a few years ago. Now... people in their seventies and eighties are not counted."
Yandonglou laughed.
That's how Brother Deng said, he didn't like others to sing against him.
The group walked towards the small courtyard, but saw a person sitting under the grape trellis in the courtyard, staring blankly at the mountains in the distance, with a dull expression and muttering to himself, not knowing what he was saying.
This is a man. Judging from his appearance, he should be about forty years old. Maybe he is less than less than, his hair is a little long and covered with his shoulders. He is extremely thin and wearing ordinary farm clothes, but he is clean. Everyone comes in and the man is a little bit like this.
He didn't react and continued to maintain his original posture. I don't know how long he had been sitting here.
"elder brother……"
Yan Donglou immediately walked over and shouted.
The man responded without any response.
"Brother, eat candy...Brother Deng bought it."
Yan Donglou brought a crying voice, took out a milk candy from the plastic bag, peeled it open, and carefully handed it to the thin man's mouth. It can be seen that Yan Donglou has a weak personality and is prone to emotional emotions.
The thin man opened his mouth and took the candy in it. He chewed it slowly, still not talking or looking at Yan Donglou.
Deng Tongtian sighed and said, "This is the brother Xilou of Donglou and Yanxilou. When he was young, he was the best young man in our Xizhai. He was a good at collecting herbs. He crossed mountains and ridges like walking on flat ground.
He can go where others can't go. Even I can't compare to him. But ten years ago, when I came back from taking herbs, it became like this not long after. Every day, I was just dazed, and I didn't talk to anyone, just a mouth
I was muttering, no one could hear what he was saying, and I don’t know what happened... Cough!"
He kept shaking his head as he said that.
Looking at Yanxi Tower carefully, it was indeed as Deng Tongtian said. His face was clearly contoured and his facial features were extremely straight. Even if he looked like he was a handsome man now, he was so thin that he looked dull, which made him sad.
Xin Lin asked, "Didn't you take him to treat the disease?"
Deng Tongtian shook his head and said, "I can't pull him. Miss Xin, you don't know that Xilou is very strong. Don't say that ordinary people can't pull him, even if I can't pull him."
Xin Lin was shocked.
Xin Lin also knew Deng Tongtian's ability. Although Xiao Fan was restrained by one move, Xiao Fan could never be used as a "reference". In today's world, how many people can fight with the contemporary head of Wuji Sect?
Although the Red Sand Palm that Deng Tongtian practiced cannot be regarded as the top external martial arts, it is also extremely fierce and domineering.
Yanxilou looks like he weighs less than 100 kilograms, but he can't even pull him?
"Has he practiced martial arts?"
Deng Tongtian frowned and said, "I have practiced it. Many people in our village know martial arts. Most of the young men have practiced the stylistic styles for a few years. They are passed down by our ancestors, mainly to strengthen our bodies.
Fewer and fewer people are truly willing to work hard, after all, times have changed..."
Yan Donglou said in the jackpot: "Miss Xin, Brother Deng is the most powerful master in our Xizhai, and even ten people can't beat him."
Deng Tongtian blushed, glanced at Xiao Fan, and said quickly: "Donglou, don't talk nonsense, what kind of expert am I? Let the distinguished guest laugh at me."
To be honest, Deng Tongtian was grateful to Xiao Fan, but he really couldn't figure out why Xiao Fan was only twenty-seven or eight years old at best, so how could he have mastered such superb skills? Even if he was not invincible in the world,
I think there are not many opponents who can match him.
At least this is true in Deng Tongtian's eyes.
Xiao Fan smiled and said, "Brother Deng doesn't have to be humble. The Red Sand Palm is powerful and domineering. It is difficult to have an opponent in foreign martial arts. Even if it is not first-class first, it is still second-class first."
Deng Tongtian is a cheerful person. He laughed and said, "If you can get Mr. Xiao like this, my old Deng has a bright face... Come on, Mr. Xiao, Miss Xin, sit in the room. Aunt Jiu, Aunt Jiu
, Guest is here, distinguished guest!"
An old woman in her sixties walked out of the door when she heard this. She was also very thin, with a kind face, a slightly blue-gray face, and a little frivolous step, and she seemed to be sick. When she saw Deng Tongtian, she immediately smiled.
"Is Tongtian here? There are also distinguished guests, please sit in the house!"
Xiao Fan said respectfully: "Hello Aunt Jiu. Brother Deng, I think the yard is quite spacious, so why don't you sit in the yard? I'm so embarrassed to come in a hurry and don't bring any gifts."
Deng Tongtian hurriedly said, "Where is Mr. Xiao saying that you are my Deng's benefactor. Today, I can sit in this village and save you a lot of face. For such distinguished guests, we usually use eight-carrying sedan chairs.
If you go and invite me, you can’t come. Donglou, hurry up, move the chairs out, and let’s sit in the yard and talk.”
"Why……"
Yan Donglou agreed, ran into the house, moved out a few bamboo chairs with his hands and feet, and arranged them next to a small wooden table in the yard. It was estimated that the small wooden table was used by the family for daily meals.
Aunt Jiu personally brought some melon seeds and peanuts and a dark red dried fruit, which were probably picked in the mountains. There was also a small plate of dried fish made of wax, which was golden in color and fragrant with a strong aroma.
Heilin's pair of green cat eyes suddenly widened.
Deng Tongtian smiled and said, "Mr. Xiao, your cat is quite sensible. This is a big silverfish caught in the deep pool of Wuji Mountain in the east building. It was made by Aunt Jiu himself. It tastes very delicious and can replenish qi and calm the spirit.
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Xin Lin curled her lips and said, "It's so cute, it's so delicate."
As he said that, he picked up a piece of wax fish and handed it to Heilin's mouth. Heilin glanced at her, opened his mouth proudly and bit it, then turned around and chewed it. This is also Heilin's habit.
Eating indifferently, you are reserved and tightly reserved.
Aunt Jiu put on a snack for the guests and walked slowly into the house without accompanying the guests.
Deng Tongtian hurriedly explained: "Mr. Xiao, this is the rule in our mountains, women don't go to the table."
Xin Lin snorted lightly, obviously disagreed with such rules.
The Seven Miao Palace is the most respected, and the core disciples are almost all female, with few male disciples, and they are all outer disciples, running errands and doing odd jobs. Few male disciples can obtain the true inheritance of the Seven Miao Palace's seven unique skills.
Deng Tongtian felt a little embarrassed and hurriedly said, "Miss Xin, this is just a rule in the mountains for hundreds of years. Everyone is used to it, and no one wants to change it... It's not for you, you are a distinguished guest."
Xin Lin nodded, expressed her understanding, and said, "Does Yan Donglou usually take care of Aunt Jiu and his brother?"
Deng Tongtian said: "Aunt Jiu has the old habit of asthma and is relatively weak. However, he can still do ordinary housework. He usually catches some fish in the east building and sells it. He lives on this. At home, Aunt Jiu is working hard.
Aunt Jiu was also taking care of the West Building... Fortunately, the West Building is not quarrel or quarrel, and he will also eat when he is fed. Otherwise, this life will be even more difficult."
Yan Donglou said, "Yes, everyone said, fortunately my brother is a crazy man in literature and not a crazy man in martial arts, otherwise my mother would be exhausted."
Xiao Fan smiled slightly and said, "This is true. If Brother Ling is a madman in martial arts, it will not be a problem for your family, but I am afraid that your entire village will be in trouble."
Deng Tongtian was shocked and asked quickly: "Mr. Xiao, what do you mean..."
Xiao Fan shook his head gently and said, "I have no other intentions. Donglou, please come out and sit together. I'll take her pulse."
Deng Tongtian's eyes lit up and he said, "Yes, yes, yes, how did I forget this? Mr. Xiao is a national master. Hurry up, Donglou, go call Aunt Jiu out and ask Mr. Xiao to give it to him.
She took her pulse. Maybe your mother's disease will be cured."
Xiao Fan said: "Ten years of serious illness, it is not a matter of one day or another. I am not a national player either. But it is possible to relieve the condition and make the elderly stronger."
Yan Donglou was both surprised and happy: "Mr. Xiao can still see a doctor?"
Deng Tongtian glared at his eyes and said angrily: "Nonsense. I have told you that my disease was cured by Mr. Xiao. Hurry up and ask Aunt Jiu out, why are you standing there?"
“Hey…”
Yan Donglou ran into the house in two steps in three steps and invited his mother out.
Aunt Jiu seemed a little skeptical and muttered, "I've been sick for many years. I'm fine, I'm going to be buried..."
However, he sat down at the small wooden table and nodded to Xiao Fan with a smile.
Deng Tongtian is recognized as the "grand leader" in Xizhai. He personally brought the distinguished guests to his house, but he could not neglect them.
"Aunt Jiu, I'll take your pulse."
Xiao Fan said with a smile.
Since I am asking for help from Yandonglou, I will always have a gift to enter the door. Candy, pastries, or cash, etc. is a bit vulgar. Of course, these are also to be given. Look at the Yan family.
The poor family should be more supportive. Although Yan Donglou has faced Deng Tongtian, he will never refuse his request, but before that, he will help the old lady treat the disease. Yan Donglou is fishing for Yujiao
It is also good to do more effort at the time.
For Xiao Fan, the Jade Dragon must be obtained, and it is urgent.
This matter is only allowed to succeed but not fail.
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